Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Shit

Ayy, D-Dawg
Ayy,
ass nigga, ayy, ain't nobody, ain't nobody safe
Northside 38, we put guns to the face, who die today?

Gang shit, your brain, bitch, who you playin' with?
Pistols get to sparkin', do no talkin', get mans hit
gunners go to tweakin', pop your top, that be that kill switch
That shit you phony, run up on me, you get killed, bitch
Uh, uh, bangin' 4KTrey, oh, she a bitch?
she got some tricks that's up her sleeve that blow your mind, shit
When it come to me, she never scared, she that fire quick
Hold on, bitch, I really that, I ain't tryin'

Taliban, I get a to make 'em buy the iron
He got them, but convicted felons off of my end
Dive in, I after that you gon' get shot then
Green flags in black Range Rovers and green FN's
I ain't them dudes, bitch, you gon' pop who? Oh, you try then
Bitch, I be that nigga it back and go to firin'
I'm bustin', no discussion, after that, you hear them
Came in buckin', that shit turnt us up, people end up dying
Feelin' good, I got in my body
Lookin' for me, and see me in the back 'cause I ain't hidin'
Cut up, try to stop me, bitch, I see you watchin'
my shooter kill a nigga, then whack the bitch who drivin'

Gang shit, your brain, bitch, who you playin' with?
Pistols get to sparkin', do no talkin', get your hit
Them gunners go to tweakin', pop your top, that be that kill
shit you talkin' phony, run up on me, you get killed, bitch
Uh, uh, 4KTrey, oh, she a slime bitch?
Plus she got some tricks up her sleeve that blow your mind, shit
When it to me, she never scared, she bust that fire quick
Hold on, bitch, I really been that, I ain't

She pop the cat for me and make it act bipolar
She was in the bed, nigga get to clappin', Leave her over
Back to back, I stab it, I was leanin' started dreamin',
You know I mean, off them beans tryna bend it over
You showin' off your gun, well nigga, pop it
I sharin' none of my hundreds out my pocket, friend
you on, say you drove? Need to stop it then
With them tools, I blues, blow this like a harmonica
Say you gon' stamp me, put yo mammy on that row
I go to blappin' where you standin' with Draco
These niggas some hoes, best interest is to lay low
You say it's up so I catch you, bitch, I'ma knock your fuckin' low
On gang,

Gang shit, blow your brain, bitch, who you with?
Pistols get to sparkin', do no talkin', get your hit
Them gunners go to tweakin', pop your top, that be that kill
That you talkin' phony, run up on me, you get killed, bitch
Uh, uh, bangin' 4KTrey, oh, she a slime
she got some tricks that's up her sleeve that blow your mind, shit
When it come to me, she never scared, she bust that quick
on, bitch, I really been that, I ain't tryin'